Monday, June 29, 2015

Unclaimed Baggage and the Retail Chain

For those going a bit out the way, there's an Unclaimed Baggage store in Scottsboro, Alabama.  This is where the stuff that either gets misdelivered or forgotten in the Arrivals luggage carousels winds up.  It's a wonderland, mixing both the prosaic and the weird.  But Scottsboro has an air of that anyway.

Still, some of the stuff that winds up there remains unsold.  Here's where the  purveyors of tacky in the various flea markets and yard sales get into the act.  Some of these items are purchased with the idea of reselling them with some markup.  Well, it's good when it works.

This one was not picked up be a reseller because it's a hard item to sell; but someone might want these for an Elvis wedding in Las Vegas or Gatlinburg:

Billy Donahue bought 500 risqué t-shirts of various sizes for resale at Dirty Dick's flea market.  Suddenly the tastes of trashy people in the Dayton area markedly bottomed out!

And what did Corey do with all those used panties of various sizes?  Well, she sold them to naive frat boys who wanted to achieve some stolen glory as real studs.

Not all of these purchases are easily sold.  However, Millicent Buford became the prime supporter of Puerto Rico or Guam statehood after she bought 200 51-star American flags at $4.95 each.

Three dozen moose heads migrated further down the food chain after a conglomerate bought them for resale in Boston.   You can bet that 36 hunter wannabees would eventually be made happy!

You can even purchase  I (heart) NY wear at the Unclaimed Baggage Center.

The Masters of War in urban settings found little in terms of armaments there; however, foot soldier dope peddlers found some burners to make some deals on.  These drove the narcs nuts, trying to found out why so many pushers relocated.  Clearly, it could only be organized crime in action.

Someone gratefully snapped up a muu-muu with a Tabasco sauce pattern on it.  She was one red hot Mama!

Future guitar heroes can find one at the Unclaimed Baggage Center:

Yes, you can but some nifty clergymen outfits there.  This would go with your mail-order ministry position from that mail order seminary.


Mike said...

I've seen stories on this place before. I always put my information on the outside AND inside of all my baggage. I've had bags misdirected before but have always gotten them back eventually.
I think lost baggage should go to a charity (Goodwill, etc.) rather than the airlines making money off of it.

TexWisGirl said...

i hate shopping, but that might be an interesting place to look around.

Gorilla Bananas said...

They should offer those stiletto heels to a dominatrix. There's got to be some kinky Elvis fan who wants to have his flesh skewered with them.

Cloudia said...

Hey, I'll mail order marry you!

Another great Prosaic and weird post



Bilbo said...

I should get those Elvis stilettos for my friend who is a shoe junkie ...

Dixie@dcrelief said...

Seems devious to me.

Lisa @ Two Bears Farm said...

I really need to go to one of those stores. I wish there was one around here!